Bala Gopala ; HH B. Radha Govinda Swami (ACBSP)

[Tamohara dasa ADMIN.]

• B. Radha-Govinda Swami (ACBSP)
• Oct 11 at 12:21 PM

O Lord, although You are able to give all kinds of benedictions, I do not pray to You for the boon of impersonal liberation, nor the highest liberation of eternal life in Vaikuntha, nor any other boon. O Lord, I simply wish that this form of Yours as Bala Gopala in Vrndavana may ever be manifest in my heart, for what is the use to me of any other boon besides this?

 

[Tamohara dasa ADMIN.]

Mother Yasoda devi Kijaya! Jayao Jaya Maharajah Nanda ! Jaya Nanda lal, Madhava Gopal !

 

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From: B. Radha-Govinda Swami (ACBSP)
Sent: Friday, October 10, 2014 11:51 AM
Subject: #3 Yasoda Damodar

Those superexcellent pastimes of Lord Krsna's babyhood drowned the inhabitants of Gokula in pools of ecstasy. To the devotees who are attracted only to His majestic aspect of Narayana in Vaikuntha, the Lord herein reveals: “I am conquered and overwhelmed by pure loving devotion.” To the Supreme Lord, Damodara, my obeisances hundreds and hundreds of times.

[Tamohara dasa ADMIN.]

• B. Radha-Govinda Swami (ACBSP)
• Oct 11 at 1:10 PM

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• Tamoharadasa

Yes, He was very sweet, and I was attached, so we know what Krsna does when we are attached...

I hope you, Mother Kay and Visvambhara Priya are doing well. (Have you and she set a date yet?) May this Damodar month bring ever-increasing (blissful) Krsna consciousness to you, (though this world is such a horrible place...)

[Tamohara dasa ADMIN.]

O Lord, Your lotus face, which is encircled by locks of soft black hair tinged with red, is kissed again and again by mother Yasoda, and Your lips are reddish like the bimba fruit. May this beautiful vision of Your lotus face be ever manifest in my heart. Thousands and thousands of other benedictions are of no use to me.

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• B. Radha-Govinda Swami (ACBSP)
• Today at 7:45 AM

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O Supreme Godhead, I offer my obeisances unto You. O Damodara! O Ananta! O Vishnu! O Master! O my Lord, be pleased upon me. By showering Your glance of mercy upon me, deliver this poor ignorant fool who is immersed in an ocean of worldly sorrows, and become visible to my eyes.